A SLAP IN THE FACE When I got out into the dark, where my hot face cooled in the wind, my relief equaled my other feelings.

Sampson had told me to clear out, and although I did not take that as a dismissal I considered I would be wise to leave the ranch at once.

Daylight might disclose my footprints between the walls, but even if it did not, my work there was finished.
So I went to my room and packed my few belongings.
The night was dark, windy, stormy, yet there was no rain.

I hoped as soon as I got clear of the ranch to lose something of the pain I felt.
But long after I had tramped out into the open there was a lump in my throat and an ache in my breast.

And all my thought centered round Sally.
What a game and loyal little girl she had turned out to be! I was absolutely at a loss concerning what the future held in store for us.